Qie Xieling could most definitely manage to carry Luo Muchen. It just that he needed the person to cooperate.
Luo Muchen's head lolled against Qie Xieling's chest, and his cheeks flushed seeing where this man's lips were. He was even rubbing against his chest as though trying to search for his target.
Lucky for him no one was truly paying attention otherwise his family would tease him half to death.
"Lin Lin," Luo Muchen murmured, nuzzling into his neck. "You stole my heart."
Qie Xieling, "..."
"Haha, thief," chortled Wen Danzhe already playing on his cell phone. He meant what he said. He wasn't going to lift a finger unless the situation was dire. He would rather watch the show. It was much more interesting.
Qie Xieling's breath hitched. "Yes yes, I stole it. I am a thief now get up," he said, adjusting his grip on Luo Muchen.
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